'Hi,' I simply say. When I don't receive an immediate reply, I sigh andtype out an email to Joshua, asking him if he can 'interview' Viks atsome point...this week. Five minutes after I send the email, my iPad'snew message notification bleeps- but it's the noise of a new Facebookmessage rather than a new email.'Hi, sorry for the delay in responding, was busy,' Ellen's messagereads. I criticise myself for feeling so nervous about talking to her-after all, she is one of my oldest friends and I. She would have to ask that professor at Harvard whether it could have been pheromons. Whatever, he was the sexiest man she had ever met. ‘Yes, I’m Jane Bederson. And I’m glad to meet you Mr. Fanderpeice.’ He knew who she was. Well, she knew who he was. Jane hoped that made things even. She felt her body warm as Fanderpeice took her extended hand into his and shook it. His touch was electric, though Jane thought she had pretty well covered up any sign of the effect his touch had had on her.. "Shall we go and see what is happening in the pool?"We found Mrs Barnes leaning over a balcony with the pool below her." Who is the youngster?" she asked."She seems to be the centre of attraction." We saw all the women with Wendy naked in the middle. "My daughter," I said proudly, "Is she enjoying herself do you think?" I should say so," Mrs Barnes replied, pointing to where my girl was standing in the pool."What is going on?" asked Clare."I think the women are swimming under her and eating her. She felt her pussy moisten and silently thanked her mom for the idea. Barry reached down and cupped her firm buns with both hands and made little pumping motions like he was fucking her belly button. His precum lubricated the belly indentations.When the next song stopped, Ollie announced, “OK, horny toads, listen up. None of the boy-girl combos are genetically related so there is no reason we can’t have a good family fuck-fest. Anybody have any objections?” Hearing none she put Barry on his.